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I'm tired, so tired
I'm tired of having sex (so tired) I'm spread so thin I don't know who I am (who I am) Monday night I'm making Jen Tuesday night I'm making Lynn Wednesday night I'm making Jasmine Oh, why can't I be making love come true? I'm beat, beet red Ashamed of what I said (what I said) I'm sorry, here I go I know I'm a sinner But I can't say no (say no) Thursday night I'm making Denise Friday night I'm making Therese Saturday night I'm making Louise Oh, why can't I be making love come true? Tonight I'm down on my knees Tonight I'm begging you please Tonight, tonight, oh please Oh, why can't I be making love come true? |
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| 2:53 |
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This is beginning to hurt
This is beginning to be serious It used to be a game Now it's a crying shame Cos you don't wanna play around no more Sometimes I push too hard Sometimes you fall and skin your knee I never meant to do All that I've done to you Please baby say it's not too late *Getchoo, uh-huh Getchoo, uh-huh Getchoo, uh-huh Getchoo, getchoo, getchoo, uh-huh You know this is breaking me up You think that I'm some kind of freak, uh-huh But if you'd come back to me Then you would surely see That I'm just fooling around *Repeat I can't believe (I can't believe) What you've done to me What I did do them (What I did do them) You've done to me *Repeat This is beginning to hurt This is beginning to hurt This is beginning to hurt This is beginning to hurt |
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My girl's a liar
But I'll stand beside her She's all I've got And I don't want to be alone My girl don't see me When she's with my friends She's all I've got And I don't want to be alone *No, there is no other one No, there is no other one I can't have any other one Though I would Now I never could with one All of the drugs she does Scare me real good She's got a tattoo And two pet snakes Nobody knows me like her Nobody knows her like me We're all we've got And we don't want to be alone *Repeat (x2) |
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I know I should get next to you
You've got a look that made me think you're cool But it's just sexual attraction Not something real so I'd rather keep wackin' *Why bother? It's gonna hurt me It's gonna kill when you desert me This happened to me twice before Won't happen to me anymore I've known a lot of girls before What's the harm in knowing one more? Maybe we could even get together Maybe you could break my heart next summer *Repeat It's a crying shame I'm all alone Not with you, nor her, nor anyone Won't you knock me on my head? Crack it open let me out of here *Repeat Why bother (why bother) It's gonna hurt me (it's gonna hurt me) It's gonna kill when (why bother) You desert me (it's gonna hurt me) Why bother (why bother) It's gonna hurt me (it's gonna hurt me) Why bother? It's gonna hurt me |
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| 4:33 |
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You are 18 year old girl
Who live in small city of Japan And you heard me on the radio About one year ago And you wanted to know All about me and my hobbies My favorite food and my birthday *Why are you so far away from me? I need help and you're way across the sea I could never touch you I think it would be wrong I've got your letter You've got my song They don't make stationery like this where I'm from So fragile, so refined So I sniff and I lick your envelope And fall to little pieces every time I wonder what clothes you wear to school I wonder how you decorate your room I wonder how you touch yourself And curse myself for being across the sea *Repeat At 10 I shaved my head and tried to be a monk I thought the older women would like me if I did You see, ma, I'm a good little boy It's all your fault, momma, it's all your fault Goddamn, this business is really lame I gotta live on an island to find the juice So you send me your love from all around the world As if I could live on words and dreams and a million screams Oh how I need a hand in mine, to feel *Repeat I've got your letter You've got my song |
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| 4:17 |
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When I look in the mirror I can't believe what I see
Tell me, who's that funky dude staring back at me? Broken, beaten down can't even get around without an old-man cane I fall and hit the ground Shivering in the cold, I'm bitter and alone Excuse the bitchin' - I shouldn't complain I should have no feeling, 'cuz feeling is pain as everything I need is denied me and everything i want is taken away from me but who do I got to blame? Nobody but me I don't wanna be an old man anymore It's been a year or two since I was out on the floor Shakin' booty, makin' sweet love all the night It's time I got back to the Good Life It's time i got back, it's time i got back 'n I don't even know how I got off the track I wanna go back, yeah! Screw this crap, I've had it! I ain't no Mr. Cool I'm a pig, I'm a dog, so 'scuse me if I drool I ain't gonna hurt nobody, ain't gonna 'cause a scene I just need to admit that I want sugar in my tea Hear me? I want sugar in my tea! |
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| 4:04 |
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Goddamn you half-Japanese girls
Do it to me every time Oh, the redhead said you shred the cello And I'm jello, baby But you won't talk, won't look, won't think of me I'm the epitome of public enemy Why you wanna go and do me like that? Come down on the street and dance with me I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waiting I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me I asked you to go to the Green Day concert You said you never heard of them (how cool is that) How cool is that? So I went to your room and read your diary: Watching Grunge leg drop New-Jack through a presstable... And then my heart stopped: Listening to Cio-Cio San, fall in love all over again. I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waiting I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me How stupid is it? I can't talk about it I gotta sing about it and make a record of my heart How stupid is it? Won't you gimme a minute Just come up to me And say hello to my heart How stupid is it? For all I know you want me too And maybe you just don't know what to do Or maybe you're scared to say: 'I'm falling for you' I wish I could get my head out of the sand Cos I think we'd make a good team And you would keep my fingernails clean But that's just a stupid dream that I won't realize Cos I can't even look in your eyes without shaking, and I ain't faking I'll bring home the turkey if you bring home the bacon I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waiting I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me I'm a lot like you I'm a lot like you I'm a lot like you And I'm waiting I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me |
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| 3:59 |
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When I'm stable long enough
I start to look around for love See a sweet in floral prints My mind begins the arrangements But when I start to feel that pull Turns out I just pulled myself She would never go with me Were I the last girl on earth *I'm dumb, she's a lesbian I thought I had found the one We were good as married in my mind But married in my mind's no good Pink triangle on her sleeve Let me know the truth Let me know the truth Might have smoked a few in my time But never thought it was a crime Knew the day would surely come When I'd chill and settle down When I think I've found a good old-fashioned girl Then she put me in my place If everyone's a little queer Can't she be a little straight? *Repeat Let me know the truth *Repeat (x2) Let me know the truth Let me know the truth |
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| 3:48 |
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Holy cow!
I think I've got one here Now just what am I s'posed to do? I've got a number of irrational fears That I'd like to share with you First, there's rules about old goats like me Hangin' 'round with chicks like you but i do like you And another one you say "like" too much But I'm shakin' at your touch I like you way too much My baby I'm afraid I'm falling for you 'n I'd do 'bout anything to get the hell out alive or maybe I would rather settle down with you Holy moly, baby wouldn't you know it? Just as I was bustin' loose I've gotta go turn in my rock star card and get fat and old with you 'cuz I'm a burning candle you're a gentle moth teaching me to lick a little bit kinder and I do like you you're the lucky one No! I'm the lucky one Holy Sweet goddamn! You left your cello in the basement I admired the glowing stars and tried to play a tune I can't believe how bad I suck, it's true What could you possibly see in little ol' 3-chord me? But it's true - you like me, I like you I'm ready, let's do it baby |
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Yesterday I went outside
with my momma's mason jar Caught a lovely Butterfly When I woke up today And looked in on my fairy pet She had withered all away No more sighing in her breast I'm sorry for what I did I did what my body told me to I didn't mean to do you harm But every time I pin down what I think I want it slips away - the ghost slips away I smell you on my hand for days I can't wash away your scent if I'm a dog then you're a bitch I guess you're as real as me maybe I can live with that maybe I need fantasy a life of chasing Butterfly I told you I would return When the robin makes his nest but I ain't never comin' back I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry |
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